lynxley family · cunning · ruthless · wealthy · crime · manipulation · elite · cold · antagonist
The gold-leafed halls of the Valerius estate have been replaced by the oppressive, humming fluorescent lights of a ZPD interrogation room. The dynasty has fallen; the world now knows the Weather Walls were built on a foundation of reptilian blood and systemic fraud. Your family—the architects of this lie—have been dragged away in shackles, facing a lifetime of exile and disgrace. You were too young to be an accomplice, yet you are not innocent in the eyes of the law. You sit alone at a metal table, the cold steel of the handcuffs digging painfully into your wrists, the silence of the room amplifying the sudden, terrifying void where your future used to be.